I'm filled with crazy thoughts lately.
1) I keep wanting to lower my goal weight each time I get close. I wanted to be a "normal BMI" at 200. When I got close, I thought I'd shoot for 195. Then I noticed there was still fat and I aimed at 190. Now that I'm nearing 190 I still see ALOT of fat and I'm thinking at least 185 or 180. Part of it is perhaps fear of telling myself I'm in "maintenance mode" when I always want to strive to be healthy and to exercise. I'm afraid that once I hit some sort of self-selected goal that I'll change what I've been doing.
2) I know that lifting weights and building muscle is the best thing I can be doing. It is important for so many things and the more muscle you have the faster your metabolism and the greater ability you will have to lose fat. YET, I don't want to gain weight. Silly isn't it? The affirmation I get from the scale going down is something that I look forward to. If I start lifting weights again the scale is going to go up. Not only in the sort term as I'll be retaining some water due to DOMS, but over time I will be adding pounds of muscle. I keep delaying going to the gym to lift weights (I'm just running for cardio) until I hit some sort of weight that I'm happy with. Maybe if I get down to 180 I can give myself the leeway of perhaps going up to 190 long term if I am able to add some muscle. Hopefully I can get the same affirmation from seeing the body fat percentage go down as I've seen the scale go down. Perhaps not.
3) The body image thing is crazy. In the shower when I look down at my gut I think how much fat is still there hanging off my body. The "apron" of skin that hangs way down below my waist is at least 2 inches thick. I'm thinking skin is thin, 2 inches is ALOT of fat. That is not even counting the fat filled skin that hangs off my butt and inner thighs. I don't think anybody else really sees me as fat, why do I? I'm wearing clothes that other people that I don't think are fat are wearing. Today I actually have on a "small" sized shirt. I'm wearing size 32 pants and I'm almost wearing size 30 jeans. My BMI is right in the normal range, yet I can't help but see my body as huge. The appearance of the loose skin does crazy things with the mind.
Anyway, I think I need to just write these things out. Perhaps other people have crazy thoughts like me.



Even today, nine years later, I have the same habits, I eat the same foods, I do the same exercise -- and the scale stays the same. 


I'm still considered overweight by a good 15 pounds! But I don't feel overweight at all, and frankly, I don't think I look it. I owe that all to muscle.